Chapter 9 - 9: Mistaken Identity
Meanwhile, at Tong Yao's end.
Si Xiaohui, who had just given her medical registration slip, was worried because Zhang Lijuan hadn't yet returned. She left Tong Yao at the entrance of the outpatient room, saying, "You wait in line here and don't wander off. I'll go find Lijuan and be back soon."
Before Tong Yao could reply, Si Xiaohui had already run off.
Tong Yao stood in line at the entrance of the clinic, clutching her wounded arm. The middle-aged woman behind her saw her bloodstained arm, and the cloth covering her wound soaked through with blood. She couldn't help but show concern, "Young lady, how did you get injured like this? Why are you bleeding so much?"
Tong Yao gave a small smile, "A thief attacked me on the bus."
The people ahead in the line were drawn to their conversation and turned their head. Seeing Tong Yao's blood-soaked cloth and hands, they sighed, "Oh dear! That damn thief was so ruthless. You shouldn't be in this line. Go straight in and get it bandaged! That's a lot of blood. You could have hit a blood vessel!"
"Quick, quick, step to the front."
The others in line kindly let her get in front. Once the doctor was done with the current patient, she would be next.
Tong Yao felt a little embarrassed by the over-politeness and warmth. Although she knew her arm was bleeding quite a bit, she knew she hadn't hit a blood vessel and that it wasn't that serious.